my fictional autobiography

that’s what friends are for

The chorus of this song is one of my “earworms,” and has been bouncing around a lot lately (there must be more empty space that usual, lol!).

The voice in my head is a woman’s but I had a hard enough time finding the right “that’s what friends are for” – guess you can’t copyright a song title. So, I found a BJ Thomas version I, unsuccessfully to embed! As Bill the Cat says, “Aaacchh!”

And, just in case this doesn’t work, what follows are the lyrics for the song. I’m not a big BJ Thomas fan, but the lyrics wrap around me like that warm coat on a winter’s night:

hummingbirds

Legends say that hummingbirds float free of time, carrying our hopes for love, joy, celebration. The hummingbird's delicate grace reminds us that life is rich, beauty is everywhere, every personal connection has meaning and that laughter is life's sweetest creation.

random thoughts

There are many voices inside us. We don't have to listen to the loudest.
@ phylor 2015 -- inspired by Richard Bach
Some things are better left unsaid, so we may keep the pretense of our past.
@ phylor 2015